As both of them kept walking, Xiong Jingfei couldn't get rid of the maidenhair tree from her head. Was it the tree or the two people she saw underneath it? She turned back around to take another look at the tree, but it didn't confirm her questions.
Yang Zheyan glanced down at her. Did she really like the tree that much? He also turned around to take a look at that tree. The falling leaves were also reminding him of the dream of the dancing woman. The same type of leaves was falling around her every time she twirled.
Should I plant the same tree for her? Yang Zheyan smirked.
Instead of Yang Zheyan taking the lead to show Xiong Jingfei around. She was the one taking the lead to go to the places that caught her eyes. So he followed behind her quietly. As she looked around the place, he was looking only at her.